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Hi guys, i was on a bit of self-imposed OS break, but a couple of things prompted me to write this. a few days ago, I was watching something which made me think it would be really nice to have IshRa have a 'pool side' talk. I had something in mind and then the YHM guys decided to share their antics in the pool- and well this OS came to fruition😳😆
This is for my KKG'S, Aani, (the truth is out!) and all those in the AT and the forum who all love a bit of ☺️
-not proof read Insatiable
He stirs from a deep sleep to find her side of the bed empty. He gazes towards the en suite bathroom. She doesn't appear to be in there. He walks towards the patio, it is open. He feels the shift in his heart beat and a change in its pace. Suddenly he is entirely awake and aware of his senses. Aware that she is not by his side, anxiousness taking over. Leaving him bereft of any logical thought. He calls out to her as he steps outside. It is then that he sees her.
She is sat by the pool, he feet dipped in the water and her eyes intently searching for something in the sky. He can see her face under the moonlight. Her unassumed beauty takes his breath away. His heart is literally beating so hard he doesn't know how he is still stood upright. With all the strength he can muster together, he attempts to meander towards her causally. When in reality desire is now beginning to burn through him and he prays that he can keep his inner beast caged. Caged enough so that he doesn't betray his truth to her.
As she hears foot steps she turns to greet him. She looks so content, so angelic and there was him who's inner beast was gnawing at the edges seeking a way out. She gestures to him to sit down, he obliges.
" I hope you didn't wake up because of me Raman" she asks tenderly. He is about to partake in a witty comeback, but in this serene moonlight all he wants is to be with her, in the truest sense. Their banter and jokes are only an aspect to their relationship and he realises that. She truly completes him in every sense and when she smiles at him so, oblivious of her charm it just makes him want to take her in his arms.
"Raman, Maine kuch poocha aapse,Jawaab nahi dena kya?" She places her hand over his. He feels his body beginning to react and desire rise and swell.
"I'm fine" he manages to mutter somehow. She continues to look at him with her beautiful doe eyes. He's at a loss at to what to do. 10 minutes ago he was dreaming of her being in his arms and now he finds himself wanting to go back to sleep. To the comfort of his dreams. Those very dreams that were his saviour these days. She would never turn to leave him in these dreams, she was his in every possible way.
Unlike this almost cruel reality that they were existing in at present . She has his name, his daughter, his family, his friendship but what he so desperately seeks is her love. He knew she must love him in the way a friend loves another, to date she had supported him through so much that he didn't question her love for him. What he did question and ponder about for hours on end were whether she would ever be able to feel for him the way he did for her. Would she ever desire him the way he desired her.
What he did next came as a surprise to both of them. He peeled of his tee shirt and jumped into the pool. Disappearing to the depths of the pool for a few moments,to the sanctity of the water. He could hear the echoes of her laughter. He had again reminded his wife of how spontaneous and fun he was even when he was half asleep.
The laughter brings a smile to his face, he wants to be her only reason for that 'secret smile'. With that thought in his mind he swims back up to the surface. Where he knows she awaits him. This time he plans only on surprising her.He pauses for mere seconds before he takes ahold of her legs, she is dumbstruck for a moment but she then begins laughing, the sound of their laughter echoes in unison in the silence of the night.
He wants to have more fun now and being in the water gives him a sense of release and all those boundaries have come crashing down. He starts running his fingers suggestively up and down her legs He notices how she arches her back and if he is not mistaken she is enjoying it. As he continues to run riot, he is so very aware of her and his effect upon her.
"Raman, come on now this isn't fair" she manages to say in between trying to keep ahold of herself.
"What's not fair?" He asks in an angelic manner but tonight under the stars his eyes betray him. She sees a glimmer of desire in them and she feels like the pit of her stomach has been overtaken by a flurry of butterflies.
"Your having all the fun in the water, mere kya? She asks grinning but inside she feels a sweet pain deep resonate within her core.
"Hmmm, well there's only one way we can fix that" and he takes one stride forward. His chest up against her legs. She tries to free herself from his hold. But he is strong, too strong. Secretly she hopes that he doesn't move away. Her heart is beating so hard she is scared that he may hear.
What he does next is like a blur to her. He gestures to her and she lowers her head so she can hear him.His lips are on her ear, the scent of desire taking over. He whispers into her ear three words that leaves her body gasping.
" toh phir aajo " he nuzzles into her. In these hours which are only theirs, he suddenly has no inhibitions. Perhaps madness has taken ahold of him Or perhaps it is her and her alone which has caused this. Tonight he won't be alone he determines. So he shifts forward and places his hands on her waist. She has a thin white kurta on and he can feel her skin against his hands. He wants to explore each and every part of her. She tries unsuccessfully to move back. His grip only tightens.
"Raman" he can sense the plea in her voice. The same plea he wishes he can convey to her when she comes close to him.
He pulls her into him, and lifts her up in his arms into the water. As he lowers her into the water, their eyes remain fixed upon one another. He is still holding her by the waist, they are floating in the way, his legs in hers. She wraps her arms around him and they remain in this perfect embrace. Until she becomes aware of their surroundings
She attempts to unwrap herself from him but he's not letting up. She can feel herself blushing crimson red now. She doesn't know what to do, he has her in a fix. So she splashes water in his face, momentarily he let's go of her waist and she takes her opportunity. Within seconds she's reached the other side of the pool. But he's just as far agile as she is and before she even knows it he has caught her up.
He takes her from behind and for a few moments they are both submerged underwater. Once his legs are entangling hers, his arms in her hair, and he is certain that she can't escape he brings them both up to the surface together. They come up gasping for air, wide eyed. Every fibre of their body soaked but their insides burning. Burning hard with desire.
They start moving, he doing all the shifting of their weight, whilst she looks on at him. She can't quite believe what is happening. A few minutes ago she was sat by the pool side searching for answers. She had been unable to sleep, tossing and turning until she felt no longer able to remain by his side that night because she wanted more. She needed more. Did he need her in that same way too. She was having one those nights when all she wanted was to feel him close to her, and be with her in every sense.
Their loneliness diminished in each other's arms, they are now in the corner of the pool. He has her backed up against the edge. She instinctively closes her eyes. He cups some water in his hands and pours it slowly over her head and her face. He presses his lips against her closed eyes. He then starts planting kisses down her neck. he stops, he wants to read the truth in her eyes tonight. After what seems like an eternity to him his wife opens her eyes again.
She runs her fingers across his chest and delights in the effect it is having on him. It is effecting his breathing and she glimpses that beast in his eyes. She places her hand over his heart. Oh how she wished she was intimate with every part of him. She would do anything to know what he truly felt about her. Though that nagging conscience kept reminding her that he must feel for her. For if he didn't she would surely know.
When she places her hand over his heart he feels like the weight of the world has been lifted from him. How does she manage to do this. How could one person complete him in so many ways. A few minutes ago desire consumed him and now just her touch has left him content. He holds her close to himself and she places her free hand around his waist.
They remain like this, finding themselves in each other. Their universal truth laid out for them and for the night to bear witness to.
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